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So I guess now it doesn't matter
I guess now something's changed
All because I can't be the thing I want to be

So now you don't want to touch me
Now you say there's no way it can be
All because I'll never be the girl you claim you see

All of the tears I'm crying don't matter now
All of the fears I'm feeling don't mean a thing
All because you finally realized
All because you realized that I can't be me

So all of those sweet words meant nothing
It looks like you were just playing with me
And it's all because I can't be who I want to be

My struggles are all for nothing now
Every bit of progress was some delusion
You don't want me because I can't live my own dream

All of the tears I've cried to you don't matter now
All of the fears I've confided in you don't mean a thing
All because it's finally dawned on you
All because you finally see that I can never be me

Now I'm crying because of you
Now I'm hurting because of you
And you're telling yourself that it's not your fault
That it's only because of the way I was born
But these difficulties should have come as no surprise

You knew this all along
You knew who I am and who I could never be
And you still stepped up close
And still you lead me along
Until you ran out of things you wanted to take from me
©2003-2009 ~-pink
:icon-pink:

Author's Comments

Well, someone decided it would be a good idea to break my heart. They spent several months telling me these wonderful things, about how they saw past the shell I'm trapped in. They saw who I really am and loved me for it.

Well, lately, they decided otherwise. After leading me along for so long, it suddenly became impossible to imagine seeing past my outward identity and that it was time to cut me loose. Abruptly and heartlessly. And yeah, I wrote to cope with it. I write to cope with a lot of things that I can't ask people in the real world for help.

It's a song, if you can't tell. Inspiredly largely by Maynard James Keenan (of Tool and A Perfect Circle) and his lyrical delivery. I idolize him as a writer and a singer and wish I could create things as powerful as he does.

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:iconnightmandl:
wow, that is some great work! loved it! keep it up, hope ya feel better

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Our generation has had no Great Depression, no Great War. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.
:iconamarok:
Very moving. Roxy, I feel horrible for you for the way people treat you. You deserve so much better than what you get.

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~Amarok
:iconamolerouth:
Can I smack her bitch up?

:hug:

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:| This is my happy face.
:iconaero-fox:
they arnt worth it if thats what theyve done to you- i myself am going through a rough time with lovers...it seems that i bear the words 'walk over me' on my forehead and everyones taking a go at it. i write to myself and that seems to help- but nothing can take away the pain your feeling but understanding and time. youll find someone who will appreciate you- dont worry, daddys gotcha. :hug: take care

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~*!*~Kelly~*!*
:lmao: ....whoopsies.....
:iconhappy-red-blood:
:hug:

some *serious* criticism: it's very well-written, but it's also quite ordinary.. not exactly these words.. but the form and the way it's written is.. hmm.. you should try (if you find it interesting -of course) to do some metaphores..

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new account: *neekneek
:icon9thdoctor:
Songs don't necessarily have to be metaphorical-this might benefit from such but I think it's perfectly successful as it is. Another solid song
:iconinfallible:
Ah yes, Maynard James Keenan. He really is a genius, but so are you, my friend! The emotion I read in this made it truly moving for me. Well written, and I'm sorry you have to put up with evil people like this. :hug:
:iconcreeg:
it... it's beautiful...

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There is no such thing as innocence, only degrees of guilt
:iconmusicobsessed:
It's not written in the form of metaphors, but the point still gets across to the reader with a lot of feeling.

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"maybe you'll be president and know right from wrong,
or in the flood you'll build an ark and sail us to the moon"

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